"Umm.." I said, not quite sure how to answer, particularly after her "walk on the wild side" comment. "I..I
have to let you know, Grace, this is REALLY unexpected."
She smiled easily at me, letting out a small laugh. "I know..like I said, I planned on letting you in on my
little secret at some point. I simply didn't think it would be now. But..you ran..and I knew that if you found
out at some other point, you'd probably only remember being scared. I'm not..I'm not a movie monster, you
know."
"Uhh..well..umm..yeah..though..you ARE a werewolf..which..is totally TOTALLY unexpected," I replied.
She looked mildly irritated. "Yes..but I'm not a monster. I'm a woman first..and a werewolf second..well, most
of the time anyway." She didn't seem bothered at all by her nudity in front of me, which seemed an odd
contrast. She'd been rather..restrained around me until now. We'd dated for about six weeks, and I'd gotten
little more than a french kiss from her. We'd gotten a little heavy petting in once..but as often as not, I
was left to jack myself off to avoid blue balls. She didn't dress like a schoolteacher..but she certainly
didn't dress to emphasize her figure at all. I mean...I knew she had curves..but not like THIS.
"So..let me get this straight," I said, feeling that the whole situation was almost absurd. "You..wouldn't
have sex with me..but you're willing to prove to me that not only do werewolves exist, but that you ARE one?"
Grace frowned at me again, her eyes flaring yellow slightly, reminding me that even though she was 5'2" now,
she could easily be well over seven feet in a few moments. "As you can imagine..I take sex VERY seriously. I
couldn't commit to you without being sure how you'd handle this. Not to mention..I can't have sex as a human."
She blushed for a moment, visible even in the nearly nonexistent light.
"WHAT???" I asked, my jaw dropping slightly.
She shook her head. "Any time I get any pleasure..sexually speaking..I start to change. And if I KEEP getting
it..I change more. So if I'd let you have sex with me, you would have found out..and I don't think that's how
you'd like to have learned about this."
It was hard to disagree with that logic. "So the change..doesn't hurt?" I asked, mildly confused. The simple
physics of bone stretching and growing..it HAD to hurt, didn't it?
She smiled at the question. "No, really..it doesn't. I mean, if I fight against it, it does...but usually..it
feels..well, indescribable, really. Some parts of it feel very, VERY good.Others feel a little
uncomfortable..but usually..it simply feels amazing."
"So..by telling me what you are..are you saying that I have to be a werewolf for us to keep dating?" It was
another question that made her smile, even though I wasn't trying to make her laugh or amuse her.
"Well..no, not exactly..that's what I was meaning by 'walk on the wild side;," she said, moving slightly so
she was knelt in front of me, letting me get a good long view of her chest. "You see..while I am that creature
that found you in the woods...I'm also a woman. And both that creature and myself..we have..NEEDS.."
"So..you WANT sex?" I said, utterly bewildered, my mind reeling a bit at the continued absurdity of the
situation.
"Of course I do," she said. "And yes..I want YOU..and I would turn you into a werewolf in a heartbeat if you
asked..because you seem to GET me..but..that's a huge life changing thing. So for now..I'm asking..will you
let us take the next step in this relationship..and will you BE with me..woman and wolf?"
"Grace.." I said, my throat dry.